Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1887-11-02

place TOO, that's aI;'' anu on ne weut,
With a dreadful slam of the door.
The hardest part of It all was at
iiome, telling them who had believed 5
n ''our Sam." He spoke with as
much indifference as he could muster.
Next week he would begin to pick the
Dotatoes. He made a brave show OF
interest in farm work to his father.
That was all that he was fitted for,
hlunderer that he was.
Only-how ne hated il. InvoluntarIly
he picture OF a Students room at Han
over came to him again. But he had
promised, and It was all at an end.
1t was no use The bread was chok
ing him. Why did not somebody
speak-why, for pity's sake, were they
all looking at him, was their bread
choking them. too?
He pushed his chair back and went
10 his own room. What, such a baby
IS 10 cry-neveri Arthur must not
see him with red eyes. The first thing
they fell upon was the FURNISHED stu
lent lamp. He flung himself on the
bed and the cry came.
The boys were to DC at Colonel Mar
1en's house at eight that evening.
Arthur was already in the library, with
the look of triumph on his face that he
tried decently to cover as Sam entered:
he had not come aG his usual pace.
He took the chair To which the Colo
mel pointed and sat looking into the
lire. He must not cry here He looked
almost sullen. Nercifully, Colonel
Marden began at once.
~ have made my decision" he said.
st may relieve you, sam, to know that
| found the lost will to night, in an old
Index which you had never touched. -
Was there.the least possible emphasis
on the ''you?" Was 1t chance that for
a moment his glance rested on Arthur
$50 you are exonerated. Perhaps the
man L fit out as my substitute to fight
the good fight will only be like myself,
in the rank and file; perhaps he will be
leader of men.
BE that as IL may, l want one who
can put self away for the welfare of
another, who can be true to cause
rather than party, magnanImous To All
enemy, and with whom outward con-
siderations can weigh nothing against
his own instructive sense of right. 1
gave you a complete examination in
that, too. and one of you failed. My
choice is-Sam Allen"
The face by the ire was transformed.
What, to go TO college, not to disap-
point them, not TO dig potatoes and
pick apples and hoe corn after all!
What would they say at home, Jerry
and the rest. lie was unconscious that
he had risen. half in the involuntary
act of racing to tell them. but fettered
by something else. He was looking at
the man before him. Yes, they spoke
truly who placed his goodness even be-
fore his brains, and they-he and Ar
thur-had stupidity forgotten that. If
he could only live to be like him; to be
truly his substitute. He cared as little
as he realized that the forbidden tears
had come, 50 thick that everything was
in a mist, that he was stretching bOt.'
his hands out, blindly, gropingly. Fog
what, he bad no idea PerhanS (SS
mstintive seeking for help in the re- y
luton of that moment.
As in a mist, too, came Colonel Mac-
den's concluding words:
81 am sorry for your disappointment,
Arthur. 1t was hard test, my boy,
and not one in a thousand would have
done differently. But what L want in
my substitute, highly as 1 prize intel
lect, is not one-half so much what men
know as 'smartnes,' as what they In
instinctively feel as honor"